Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. Here I am. Afterward, one afternoon, he hovered about her, and came and sat beside her and talked of beauty and the riddle of beauty for some time. “No reason. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. He reeled, and crashed to the floor.
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